Tekst
Late night crawler, harsh high baller
Better than your very best
Something smaller than the others
Looks can't argue with the rest
Maybe I'm the one you've been missing
Don't look to me when you feel like moving
It's not standing I'm after, well, sometimes it looks that way
Maybe we're bigger than staying on the very same island
Maybe we're bigger than staying in the very same place
Red rum running, my tubes are stinging
And I'm not fit to be in a crowd
Fleeting lover, my grocery goer
Yeah, we're going, oh, but we're still homecoming
Creepy lights are burying you
And we are sure to spit right in the face of morning
Don't look to me when you feel like moving
It's not standing I'm after, well, sometimes it looks that way
Maybe we're bigger than staying on the very same island
Maybe we're bigger than staying in the very same place
Maybe I'm the one you've been missing
I won't be cruel when you find
That you don't need a girl to feel better
You can ask yourself what's on your mind
![The Baby [Explicit]](https://lastfm.freetls.fastly.net/i/u/300x300/9b47a5fef7e566682639713926190da2.jpg)
![Two of Me [Explicit]](https://lastfm.freetls.fastly.net/i/u/300x300/31823a61f277bfe7e5353432d439374a.jpg)
